In vain you tell your parting lover You wish fair winds may waft him over Alas! what winds can happy prove That bear me far from what I love? Alas! what dangers on the main Can equal those that I sustain From slighted vows and cold disdain? Be gentle, and in pity choose To wish the wildest tempests loose, That thrown again upon the coast Where first my shipwreck`d heart was lost, I may once more repeat my pain, Once more in dying notes complain Of slighted vows and cold disdain.SourceThe script ran 0.002 seconds.
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